Thus spoke Lotous

 “Someone

somewhere, at

some point... opened a book. And

 as s/he turned, or

              scrolled, in the first

page, imagined... and

              created

                                  a book

                                  a story

                                  an entire Universe. And, the

page wrote:”

Someone

 somewhere, at

 some point... opened a book. And

 as s/he turned, or

             scrolled, in the first

page, imagined... and

             created

                                  a book

                                  a story

                                  an entire Universe. And, the

page wrote:

     In the beginning was

Logos (Word). And,

Logos said...

From the beginning basically there is

Logos and since then

            says...

     ...is telling

       Stories!

The World was actually made so

       Stories can be

                told.

In the beginning it was

Chaos. Others say it was

Chronos, and others believe it was

Ananke (Necessity) that came first.

                      Others say

Eros (Cupid.) Or, maybe

Nyx (Night?)

And, one of the first

      Stories starts with

Gaia, and a few more

gods.

And then, somewhere

        there, in the same

      story,

Thanatos (Death) was also born.

And, all the

      Stories are connected with each other. And, after all

the Beginning eventually loses its meaning.

I wonder what existed before

the Beginning? Before

Logos; before

Chaos,

Chronos and

Ananke,

Eros, or

Nyx? Before

any positive,

       negative, and

       balancing force? Before

the Big Bang? Maybe,

   a Cosmic egg? (Or the hen that did the

                   egg?) Or, as most prefer,

   a god; or, why not,

   a goddess. Maybe,

the One Suchness of Alan Watts or

the One. Rather

the 42! Probably

      Nothing; or just,

there was no Before at all. Definitely though, there were no

      Stories!

 The Beginning...

Already basically, with once upon a time, the

       Story has begun.

       Stories, as we have mentioned,

are wibbly wobbly, timey wimey,

are interconnected. Because, they presuppose, from

  the beginning, and maybe by definition,

       a past,

       a background... something, that the author can build the plot on.

                        Maybe, the next generations will laugh at our

idea of one-way continuous in space-time, as much as we do on the

idea of a flat Earth. And

                        maybe, the real

          beginning is somewhere in the middle.

Where the

         Story

          begins. And, the

 prehistory is build only

 after.

After.

                  Heavy word is

After. It

always curries all our hopes, and

                        all our fears.

Always

                  Heavy word is

Always.

Them who can curry

Always shall Live

Forever

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